Two years ago I quit my job. It was too stressful; at least that’s what I told everyone, including myself. On that last Friday night, as I drove home from work, I could feel my world getting smaller and smaller. As I entered my house and closed the door behind me, I felt a detaching from the world. My world was now the inner sanctum of my home. I knew my health wasn’t good, and it wasn’t going to get any better. And, weighing in at 330, I had come home to die. I remember wondering how long it would take; I’d hoped it was sooner rather than later. I rarely left the house; spending most of my time at the computer, listening to podcasts.
Enter Scott, and Motivation to Move. I’m not really sure why I started listening, but listen I did. I argued with him a lot at the beginning, in my head. “It’s important that you loose the weight.†No, it’s not, it doesn’t matter, it will only prolong the inevitable. “Losing weight is simple.†Yes, it is, simply impossible. I’ve got the bad genes; I simply am incapable of losing weight. “Life begins when you move.†Who says I want life to begin, I’ve got something else in mind.
Week after week Scott would say write me, tell me your story. Finally I did. I still don’t know why I did, but I did. Then something unexpected happened, at least it was unexpected to me. The seed of hope sprouted. He seemed sincere. He talked about me on the show. He even wrote me a personal email. He said losing weight was possible, even for me. It took me about two months to finally decide to try, one last time, to lose weight. I decided I’d give him one month, and when I didn’t lose any weight, I would write and tell him not everyone could do it.
With that rather rebellious attitude, I started. I don’t know how I ever lost any weight at all, “knowing†it wasn’t going to work. But I lost 15 pounds that first month; and it was then that I changed, deep down inside where it really matters.
Scott says change happens in an instant. I believe it, because it happened to me. It was an immediate and total transformation. I turned that seed of hope into belief, and never looked back. If it can happen for me, it can happen for you too. Life DOES begin when you move. You don’t believe it? I don’t think it matters. I certainly didn’t believe it when I took those first fragile steps. Just start taking steps; and watch the miracle unfold.
